"You'd better stop laughing." After seeing Li Xiaozhu's mechanical smile, Zhu Zhanzhen was speechless.
Li Xiaozhu returned to her never-very-happy face. Looking at the Butterfly Song she was singing, she thought it would be great if she could smile as brightly and charmingly as she did. Maybe she would be a lot more likeable.
Who doesn't want to be liked by others.
When the song ended, the second uncle clapped with satisfaction: "Okay, okay." After taking out twenty taels of silver, Dieyu bowed slightly and took the silver.
"Die Yu thanked Lord Han for the reward."
"Go out and tell people that I like this Qing Guan. If anyone comes out to sing and causes trouble in the future, please tell me my name."
Mama Sang, who followed Die Yu, kept busy saluting: "Thank you, Lord Han, thank you so much, Lord Han. Die Yu, please thank Lord Han."
"Die Yu thanked Lord Han." Die Yu still maintained her posture. This is the way Lord Han likes it. It would be a loss of dignity to be as flustered as grandma.
Dieyu was naturally happy, it was equivalent to being protected by someone. Firstly, it would give him face if he said it, and secondly, some prodigal sons with no moral character would not dare to do anything to him. The name of Prince Han was here.
After listening to the music, Prince Han was finally willing to leave. When he walked to the door of the teahouse, Zhu Zhanchen turned around and said, "Mr. Lin Miao, I'm sorry to trouble you about the entertainment section. We need to find a more sophisticated accountant."
"I will definitely try my best."
Zhu Zhanzhen looked at Qinhuai poet Ji Zhenlun, who had not spoken a word for a long time: "Your book is actually quite good. Please revise it and publish it serially in the newspaper."
Zhu Zhanzhen's words made Ji Zhenlun's eyes light up again.
After saying goodbye to several people, Lin Miao smiled and said to Ji Zhenlun: "You have met a noble person."
"Mr. Lin Miao, can my book really be serialized and published in a newspaper?"
"Yes." Lin Miao nodded, and Ji Zhenlun raised his arms and shouted. Lin Miao told him not to get too carried away, and then said: "Today you met a noble person, and I also met a noble person. Although I am old, I am willing to pave a path for future generations of people who love novels.
Let good stories be inspiring and resonant."
Zhu Gaoxu didn't care about Zhu Zhanzhen's newspaper, but he was still thinking about the song Die Yu just played.
"Zhan Zhan, I just saw that the Qing Guanzi smiled at you several times. Do you have any unique skills for Qing Guanzi? Why do these Qing Guanzi like you so much?"
"Maybe it's because you see that I'm a little kid."
Zhu Gaoxu looked confused: "Is this word a compliment?"
"I don't know the reason anyway."
"Where to go next?"
"I have to go to the bank."
Zhu Gaoxu yawned: "Then I won't go. You two follow him while I leave." He sent two guards to protect Zhu Zhanzhen and left.
Zhu Zhanzhen came to the Central Bank of the Ming Dynasty. At this time, Zhao Quan's Industrial and Commercial Bank of China had been established, and there was also the Agricultural Bank of the Ming Dynasty, which attracted the most attention. Because the Central Bank of the Ming Dynasty was not responsible for personal business, the entrance was not busy. Once inside,
It's quite busy.
A lot of people were busy coming and going, and Zhu Zhanzhen went straight to find Ma Xiang.
Ma Xiang has a lot of paperwork piled up on his desk at this time. They have been very busy recently because everyone is new to bank business. If there are unreasonable things, they can only continue to find solutions at work.
But they have always maintained enough enthusiasm, can produce results, and can be promoted, but they still have to work hard?
"Your Highness, why are you here?" Ma Xiang saw the shopkeeper Zhu Zhanchang, and he had to put down his work no matter how busy he was.
"Let's see how it's going, and ask you where our food stamp paper comes from."
As the head of the banknote printing department, this matter was originally under his control.
"The original paper used for Baochao was made by the Baochao Paper Factory under our Baochao Department, and the paper now improved for food stamps is also made."
"Can you take me to the Baochao Paper Factory when you have time? There is also a printing factory."
Although Ma Xiang had many things to do, he had to accompany Zhu Zhanyi, so he took Zhu Zhanyi to the Baochao Paper Factory, and the printing factory was right next to it.
Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the paper mill and saw that the current papermaking technology was incomparable with modern times, but he didn't know much about it and could only rely on the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty.
Regarding the paper used for newspapers, Zhu Zhanyi put forward several requirements: "thin, hard, and light." The paper mills are all experienced craftsmen. Now it is definitely impossible to meet Zhu Zhanyi's newspaper needs 100%, but we can't be too demanding.
If there are many, make them first and then talk about it.
"Ma Xiang, after the paper is ready, I will have the printing template delivered in a few days. Since it is the very beginning, I may have to trouble you to coordinate it."
"Your Highness, I'm so scared when you say that. It's an honor for me to be able to help His Highness."
The application of movable type printing was already very common in the Ming Dynasty, and printing technology was sufficient for the time being.
Newspapers are much simpler than steam engines. The hardware requirements can be met at this stage, but it is not easy to produce good content.
"When the time comes in Ma Xiang, just ask the printer to pay with the factory."
"How dare we accept your money, Your Highness?"
Zhu Zhanzhen said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the newspaper is produced in the name of a private person. Using the imperial paper mill and printing plant itself is already ultra vires. Just trade normally and collect money normally."
"It all depends on His Highness's arrangements."
Zhu Zhanzhen enlarged his voice and said: "By the way, His Majesty has promulgated the Purple Gold Stone Tablet and the Yongle Medal. If you do well in improving papermaking, you can get awards. Promising pioneers in all walks of life can receive awards."
The papermaking craftsmen also started talking after hearing Zhu Zhanzhen's words. In areas they didn't understand at all, they could only offer rewards to improve Ming's basic industry.
Ma Xiang asked curiously: "Your Highness, how do you sell this newspaper?"
"There are some small newspapers and periodicals set up in the streets and alleys. You can buy one by spending a few copper coins or a small amount of food stamps as you pass by. They record the latest current events for everyone to read, and they also publish novels."
"Then I have to reserve one first." Ma Xiang said with a smile, partly flattering, partly because he really wanted to see it.
Thinking about the newsstand, Zhu Zhanchen thought that the newsstand should be placed in a busy location and have the function of selling some gadgets.
Modern newsstands sell books, drinks, and many also sell some colorful literary works. Otherwise, it is impossible to maintain the operation of a newsstand just by selling newspapers.
In this era, find some busy areas and let the candy sellers or craftsmen who buy handicrafts come to sell them.
It happened that Lin Miao was a very senior person in this industry. After asking the guard to tell Lin Miao his idea, Lin Miao indicated that he would take care of it.
After this trip, I went through everything from the content to the actual newspaper to the sales channels. Compared with the constant trial and error of the steam engine, it was really much easier.
On the other hand, Zhu Di sent two censors to him the next day, which gave Zhu Zhanchen a headache.
A major feature of the Ming Dynasty court was the Yanguan. The Ming Dynasty Yanguan was mainly composed of the imperial censors of the Duchayuan and the six subjects. Most of them were of low or even low rank, but their political status was extremely prominent.
Admonishing the emperor, admonishing the emperor, impeaching, inspecting hundreds of divisions and officials, patrolling, inspecting local officials. In the Ming Dynasty, the admonishment officials, especially the young ones, had their own duties to admonish the emperor. They were punished for admonishing, and even their reputation was
the way you perform your work.
A group of public officials faithfully performed their duties of supervision and inspection, set things right, set things right, went on and on, regarded death as home, and took it as their duty to turn the tide of the crisis.
Therefore, the emperor's ministers often failed to come to power. The prince took control of the court, but he was remonstrated several times by the imperial censor because he ate too much.
Not to mention the King of Han, there were basically people who found fault with him every time he went to court. If he could take action, he would probably have to beat them up every time he went to court to vent their anger.
King Zhao was accused of not working hard enough because of his young heir. If someone hadn't stopped Zhu Gaojiu from doing so that day, he would have pulled out the censor's skin on the spot.
As soon as the two young censors appeared, a tall, thin middle-aged man among them shouted arrogantly.
"What's wrong with me, Li Shimian? Your Majesty wants to punish me to accompany the emperor's grandson to do those useless newspapers. My two rankings of Jinshi are not to play games with the emperor's grandson. Tomorrow I will go to the gate of the palace to redress my grievances. I want to make the entire emperor
Everyone in the city knows that the emperor bullies others."